Characters

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Posted At: 08/02/2010 09:11:05

Dont seem to get many characters around these days, unless i am one LOL.
Anyway thought i would start a post about Characters from your childhood that you can remember.

Mine were 'Black Polly' an old weatherbeaten and smoke stained Romanian Gypsy who camped on the verges around our villages. Her 'husband was a drunkard ne'er do well who didnt seem to do aanything but get drunk and shout indiscriminately at people and poach a few rabbits from time to time. We were always told to keep away from her by our parents.

Another was a middle-aged women who bicycled everywhere whistling loudly.

A Blind man who walked his dogs (Oops) and who would shout 'I know your there, I can hear you' if you tiptoed past him on the other side of the street. Us kids thought this was a great game.
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Posted At: 08/02/2010 16:07:54

We had a great one here in Worthing up until a few years ago, if I remember correctly he was known as Horace, but that was not actually his name. He would always stand by the main roundabout on the entrance to the town, with his vintage motorbike and his period dress. He would wave and shout at the traffic as it passed by. Eventually he had to swop his motorbie for a bicycle and he then used to cycle up and down the streets of the town shouting and waving his fist at people. All the locals new he was harmless but unfortunaltely he did frighten the visitors.
I'm told that at other times he held down a decent job and behaved quite normally, I think we even have a statue of him somewhere now, he died several years ago.
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Posted At: 10/02/2010 15:40:09

In London Prince Monolulu used to be a very well known figure,he was a coloured man wearing brilliantly coloured robes and an equally bright and monstrous headdress of ostrich feathers.On a bus his feathers would blow gaily out of the window and everyone recognised him.He was a bookie and was also known for his cry "I gotta horse".In London there was also a middle-aged woman who walked round Soho,with her head thrown back singing operatic arias at full throttle, her voice was beautiful and she gave great pleasure.
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Posted At: 10/02/2010 16:06:25

Years ago my local theatre used to host wrestling bouts. They were very boisterous affairs; most of the audience were women who screamed at the wrestlers and the air was thick with cigarette smoke.

One woman who was in the audience every week was known as The Queen. She always sat at the front, dressed like the Queen in full coronation regalia (homemade by the look of it,) and held herself aloof from the proceedings, simply giving a regal wave to anyone who caught her eye. She was regarded with much affection.

Happy days. Big Grin

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Posted At: 11/02/2010 13:09:59

I also remember Prince Monolulu, walking grandly round the department stores in Oxford Street.

We had a 'character' locally until a few years ago. Bernard - a gentleman of the road who had a mental problem and swore and spat and ranted constantly, but if you spoke to him he would switch it off and be polite. Someone used to take him to a shelter (if he would let them) for a shower and a haircut occasionally. He would disappear for weeks or months at a time, and was knocked down and killed in Norfolk. I still look out for him in his hidey hole (a disused garage).
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Posted At: 11/02/2010 15:46:14

Did Prince Monolulu end up in Brighton? I might be thinking of someone else but I seem to recall someone of a similar name being known locally as Dr Brighton, in fact there's a pub on the sea front of the same name.
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Posted At: 11/02/2010 16:36:09

Plenty of characters where I live now, but if it's characters from the past the only one I can recall was a chap we nicknamed Ben. He wore a dirty mac and was often to be found outside the girls' senior school with a grin on his face. Filthy beast. Back in those days we had no idea what he was up to. Just a harmless loon who got a bit of name calling from time to time, but nothing worse. I'm going back sixty years; he must be well dead by now.
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Posted At: 12/02/2010 21:42:04

Quoting phillie (08/02/2010 @ 16:07:54):
We had a great one here in Worthing up until a few years ago, if I remember correctly he was known as Horace, but that was not actually his name. He would always stand by the main roundabout on the entrance to the town, with his vintage motorbike and his period dress. He would wave and shout at the traffic as it passed by. Eventually he had to swop his motorbie for a bicycle and he then used to cycle up and down the streets of the town shouting and waving his fist at people. All the locals new he was harmless but unfortunaltely he did frighten the visitors.
I'm told that at other times he held down a decent job and behaved quite normally, I think we even have a statue of him somewhere now, he died several years ago.
remember him well he even made motocycle news one week for his atire looked a bit like burlington bertie from bow . he was any where from palace pier brighton to offington roumdabout. worthing. also had a bicycle summer evenings and weekend afternoons. complete with davenst radio and earpiece conducting,and waving.
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Posted At: 12/02/2010 21:47:51

does anyone remember yorkie who pushed his barrow around horsham for years very well spoken but looked like greengrass from heartbeat. lived in remains of a bomber fuselarge on a caravan site at blackbridge lane horsham,
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Posted At: 15/02/2010 11:03:03

Sorry phillie, I lost track of Prince Monolulu when I left London........Another character I remember from when I was a child in London,was a very disreputable tramp, he rode a rusty cycle which had no tyres and summer and winter alike had a bucket of glowing coals hanging from the handlebars.
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